So now he’s here, in Lauren’s office as Lauren continued doing her work while he waited. It was like this; the sister likes to compose herself and give the students time to think about what they did wrong. The silence was oppressive. Or it would’ve been oppressing if Timothy wasn’t vibrating in his chair with excitement as though he was waiting for this moment. Well,” she said, “you should have thought about your costume when I told you to. You could have gone as whatever you wanted. But you didn’t organise anything. So now you'll have to go in what I've chosen for you. Or would you like another spanking to help you make up your mind?”

I hope you all enjoyed that! It's been a while since I posted anything here and I thought you all would enjoy a subversion of the force feminization cliche that I see often On June 1, 2016, a new, full-featured Petticoated.com forum replaced this one. We have topical fora instead of one grab-bag, and you can send Private Messages to members. To participate, you must register. Instructions are provided. You most certainly WILL be going, young man. Whether we like it or not we’re a family now, and when there’s a birthday party the whole family goes. So you have a think about your costume and let me know if you need any help.” Now,” said Sheila, “step out of those trousers and boxers – you won’t be needing those for the rest of the day.”Mummy, I don't want to be th-th-the thchool thithy," Ellis lisped, his voice breaking into another wail. The ‘girls’ and I were sitting in the kitchen. I was having a reviving cup of tea and the ‘girls’ were daintily sipping orange squash when Greg came in, tired out by his journey. As a result he was in a bit of a bad mood before he saw how his sons were dressed. Petticoating roleplay may include being forced to wear makeup and to carry dolls, purses, and other items associated with girls. [ citation needed]

When Robert's youngish Aunt made the pronouncement that she had every intention of curbing his boisterous and unruly ways by dressing him as her demure little ‘Niece', he created a considerable uproar, declaring that 'Never-never would he wear horrid girl 's clothes’. Little did he realize the futility of denying the wishes of a determined female. Re: Housewife Husbands - And the Women Who Might Love Them -- Sydney Michelle (Curious), 11:58:27 11/21/15 Sat A nappy! I was 14 years old! I wasn’t going to wear a nappy, no matter how difficult the ridiculous costume was to get off. I told her so.

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First of all she showed me a white leotard. “Isn’t this cute?” she asked. “I've even sewed a fluffy bunny tail on the bottom for you – look!” Sure enough, there on where my bottom would be was a white fluffy rabbit tail. I couldn’t even imagine wearing such an item. But it got worse. The party was even worse than I feared. As each little girl arrived with her mother they all stared at my outfit, especially my padded bottom with the little fluffy bunny tail. Several of them innocently asked why a boy was wearing tights and a leotard. One of the little girls wasn’t accompanied by her mother but by her older sister.

Aunty announced that she was so taken with Madame's idea of having Geraldine serve as a prim maid that she had decided to have her seamstress create a suitable costume for Roberta. "It would be delightful for my guests to be served by a prim boy-girl maid, darling!" Robert burst into anguished tears.Yes Robert, it would be unusual for a child of your age to have a governess; but, in as much as your status will be that of a ten-year-old girl, it will be quite proper!" As the trim figure of her smartly uniformed 'Maid' fussed with her hairdo, Roberta's Mother sighed as she remarked, "Really Roberta I am the most fortunate Mommy in all the world to have so adorable a son-daughter to look after her Mommy's every need." She smiled at him affectionately as she added, "You know that too, don't you my pet?" He would never have passed as a little girl. After all his outfit would have suited an eight year old and he was five feet ten. But he did look cute and I don’t know why, but he looked sexy. I wanted to make love to him there and then.

In a week’s time it’s Lucy’s tenth birthday. She’s going to have a fancy dress party for a dozen of her little friends. I can’t think of anything worse than a dozen or so ten year old girls running round squealing and screaming, so I'm planning to go out for the afternoon. If I time it right I should be able to avoid the whole awful affair. After tea I got out my camera. He looks funniest when he is crying with shame, so while we all watched, Carol and Anne began to tease and pinch him. They soon had him in a terrible state and I was ready with the camera. We have all had so much fun with him I am enclosing the photo so that other wives, especially Mrs. J.S. (London), can enjoy the sight of a man in baby clothes. Perhaps if enough dominant ladies take up this sport, we may be able to hold a "baby" show one day! I enjoy your magazine immensely and look forward to accounts of other petticoated males. Yours sincerely, Here is your invite," declared the po-faced spinster. "The ceremony will be attended by the Lord Mayor and Lady Mayoress, as well as invited guests and parents." She didn't say so, but she could have added: 'all eager to see the early moments of the new sissy's experience.' "Don't worry, Mrs Fairchilde," Miss Archworthy continued, "there will be nurses present to bring him round if he collapses. Everything will be done to ensure that he will fulfil all his duties of undressing and exposure." The visitor gave the boy's mother a sheaf of dressing instructions, and explained the intricacies of the boy's uniform and the importance of wearing it correctly for maximum public effect. Ellis was brought down to listen to the school secretary before she left.I confess that I too petticoated my son to take the place of the daughter who did not materialise, and because I lost my husband shortly after the birth of my son. I pondered the situation for a few years, then when the longing for a daughter did not decrease, I made the decision to have my son become my darling daughter. My closest friends helped me that Paul was far too lovely a child to be wasted in nasty trousers, and as he was fair of complexion, and small of stature for his age, I turned him into a cute little girl. After months of severe figure training and deportment, Robert's Aunty feels it is time for her to present her darling, feminized boy-girl to the public. I protested about having to strip naked, especially as her bedroom door was open so Lucy would see everything if she happened to walk past. All the way to the Studio, Robert pleaded with his determined Mother not to compel him to become ‘Miss Dollie Dimples'.